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XLIV

dear basil, i know long distance is the bane of your existence and you feel like the only person that understands you is more than 1000 miles away (maybe that's true) i also know that you are cursing yourself at 3am for wanting to be held thinking that means you are toxic and codependent but it's OKAY to want love (i promise) it's okay to cry yourself to sleep sometimes because loving across distance is hard and painful as long as you pick yourself back up in the morning do your skincare routine, feel beautiful sing to yourself, be whimsical smile at strangers, wear your heart on your sleeve (your heart is not broken, just tired) but you can do it live in text messages and phone calls write letters, send care packages until you can kiss his soft lips goodnight every. single. night. (it will be worth it) (i promise), basil
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grEy
Non-binary / the post office
Published
Mar 13, 2023
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RAHHH i'm so in love it hurtsss.

anyways it's been a whileee. i hope you have been keeping hydrated all this time, my loves. remember to care about yourself :)

i care about you!!

03.13.2022

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#love#longdistance#cansuckmytits#letter#44#gay#homo#selflove#queerass
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